Your POV-

I'm still thinking about the ring that Loki never got me. 

Even in all my flashbacks, I don't see Loki giving me a ring, or anything to suggest one.   

What if he never got me a ring because he never really wanted to get married? 

What if he is doubting our relationship? I mean, we did jump into it pretty darn quick, and that was probably a mistake. Right?

And he can't even remember us on Asgard before the whole banishment thing. What if he never remembers? 

What if I imagined all of this and I'm in a coma on earth hallucinating all this weird stuff?

Yeah, and what if I ate a lollypop? 

No one wants to hear your opinion, you sarcastic little b-

Woah, calm down! You're worrying about nothing dude, chilllllll. 

Everything is fine, stop doubting yourself!

But what if it isn't fine?

Seriously, again with the "what if's"?

Gurl, you're being paranoid. Loki wouldn't do anything if he didn't want too. He most certainly would not have proposed if he didn't love you!

That's just it. Sure he asked me to marry him, but he never got me a ring, which I think is pretty important. 

He just thinks that he loves me. 

But he doesn't. 

He can't. 

Who could? 

I sigh, leaning my head against the floor, because that's where I am right now, the floor. Metaphorically and literally. 

"What's up?" Peter questions as he sits next to my sad form. 

I groan, swiping a small tear away from my face. "A direction."

"Okay, smart-alec." He says, a smile playing at his lips.

"Look, Peter, I know you might feel this odd sense of protectiveness because you're my brother-from-another-mother, but you don't have too. I know I totally ruined everything and just randomly came into your life, and I'm sorry."

He just kinda sits there, taking in what I just said with no expression on. 

"Man, you know, I think you're crazy!" He finally snorts.

"Wha-? Crazy?"

"Yeah, you're like this roller coaster of emotions. High as a kite one second, low as the floor the next. I'm actually starting to think you have multiple personalities." 

Well, that makes sense.

Shut up!

"I'm not crazy! I'm just, uh, ...."

"Just?"

"I'm just lost." I say with defeat, splayed out on the floor like a sack of dead mice. 

Ok, I don't know why I compared myself to dead mice. I'll admit, that's kinda weird. But, I'm not crazy. 

I bury my face in my hands, "Peter, I am just so lost."

 At this point I cry, all the while chastising myself for being so weak. 

If I can't like myself, how could Loki love me? 

"Hey, it's okay, we're all a little lost sometimes. All we need is an anchor; someone or something to be our compass. Life is this confusing muddy puddle and we're just the kid splashing around in it. Plans don't always work, and the unthinkable happens. Just, hold onto your dreams, an don't give up." He says, uncharacteristically sweet and serious.

He pats my arm, a little awkwardly, and stands up. 

"Anyways, we just found their ship, it's really small, so they're gonna join us on this one. I figured we could give you guys a ride to Earth." He rubs his hair in an embarrassed manner.

"Really? That's so sweet of you!" I say, launching myself up off the floor and giving him a hug.  

"See? Emotional roller coaster, what'd I tell you?" He chuckles, ruffling up my hair.

"Hey!" I swat his hand away, but chuckle with him.

He's right, I think as I stare out the window. I just need to be positive and figure stuff out in a calm, collected manner.

Is that really what he said? I thought he said we need an anchor. So, what's going to be our anchor?

Loki..?

Can it really be Loki if we're so insecure about our relationship with him?

Umm, I guess .. not...?

Sad thing is, he's like the only friend you have.

Yeah, that's sad, but true. . . But now I have Peter! 

Yeah, but you're just a burden to him. And he has cool friends who can actually do stuff and are really awesome.

You're just you.

And that's the plain, brutal truth.

Another tear trickles down my cheek. 

But I can change. I don't have to be just me, I can be awesome too...

Who am I kidding? 

"(Y/n)!" an all too familiar voice says with excitement behind me as I swipe away another tear.

"Loki!" I yell, turning around and tackling him in a huge bear hug. 

"Woah, careful love!"

"I'm just glad you're back," I smile into his shoulder until I remember the ring.

I step back and slap him lightly on the face. Well, I say 'lightly' but I guess it wasn't that light.

"Oww, what'd I do this time?" He complains, rubbing his cheek.

"You, sir, forgot to get me an engagement ring." I say, crossing my arms.

"Oops?"

"Oops?" I tap my foot, frightened that he'll tell me it was all just a big joke.

"Well," He whispers, walking behind me, "Will this suffice?"

He slides a gorgeous silver ring onto my finger. His soft touch sends shivers down my spine and goosebumps down my arms.

"Woah, how'd you-"

"Magic." He says, with a mischievous smirk.

"I suppose this makes it official?" He says, resting his head upon my should. His voice melts my insides.

"Yes, it does." I reply, turning around so that our foreheads touch. He starts the kiss, and we make out until Rocket interrupts us with a loud "GET A ROOM!" 

I break apart from Loki for a second to shout back, "GO AWAY, YOU HOSER!" 

A/N-

Voila, a real chapter!

So, I decided that I will finish the book first, and then I may rewrite/edit. 

But I'm just too lazy to redo/edit it right now, so yay

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